Castiel looked around the empty room. I sense him here, he thought. He walked inside not knowing what to expect. Dean's clothes lay on the ground as usual and so did whatever he had for breakfast.
What is he doing in the dark? Curiously he looked around making sure to stay silent.
He heard noises coming from an open door. It was a hissing noise Castiel had never heard before. "Dean?" Castiel walked towards the light coming from the room.
The noise got louder and suddenly stopped. Castiel stopped at the door. A loud and sudden swoosh noise came through and startled him.
Castiel got the courage to find out what it was. He walked in bumping into Dean with his eyes closed. A few drops of water fell on Castiel. He reached ahead and felt the wet bare skin of Dean.
"What are you doing, Cas?" Dean's voice came out strong and a bit shocked. Castiel eyed the bare but built torso of Dean dripping in water, then down to the towel Dean held on to with his left hand.
"Dean. I am s-sorr—I should go now," Dean cracked a smile at Castiel and held his chin with his right hand. Castiel gulped not knowing what to do.
"You don't have to." He spoke in a whisper. Castiel stared into Dean's eyes hoping to get close. He felt the presence of Dean's warm hands on his face and got closer to his warm breath. "Dean…"
"Don't disappear on me now, Cas." Castiel held his hand and gave him a nervous smile. He thought of the reasons for his previous disappearances.
"We have much work to do, Dean," he glared at Dean hinting it was time.
"Right," Dean turned away to pack his things. The road trip had begun to find Sam and Bobby.